” I sent you a midi”, he says. It’s almost 4am and he knows I’m starting my day. “The song’s almost done”. He yawns, grabs my pillow, and shifts onto the warm spot I left. I slip my clothes on in the dark. He’ll soon be back asleep. He mangles the name of...
I admit to possessing a vigilance and predictable resourcefulness that stacks odds in favor of positive outcomes. I am cursed with the very same thing. I deep dive into that relentless whatever-it-takes-ness that can make overwork my default. I constantly need to be...
It was late morning, just yesterday when it happened. I had been up since 3:30am, my favorite time to begin. It’s a luxury when I can. My profession demands frequent long and late hours. Doc was taking a break from his morning’s work, and we were sharing our thoughts...
